reunion [rebirth]

Busy for a whole day and night, exhausted by boats and cars, after washing up, both of them finally rested.

The heating sound in the room is very loud, here is still an old-fashioned radiator, placed against the base of the wall, the height is only up to the waist, Li Xunluo was afraid that he would not be able to do it in the middle of the night, so he simply took a basin of water and put it on the radiator to ride. with.

"What are you doing with this?" Zhong Xie woke up as soon as Li Xunluo moved.

Li Xunluo said, "I've been tired all day today, if you're still so dry at night, you won't need your throat tomorrow morning."

Zhong Xie pointed to the window, "Why don't you just open the window?"

"It's not too damp with the windows open." Li Xunluo had an innocent face.

Zhong Xie was silent for a moment, not sure what the difference was between opening the window to let in the moisture from the outside, and Li Xunluo taking a basin of water by himself and putting it next to the heater, so he gave up immediately.

"Go to sleep." She lifted the quilt and let Li Xun fall on it.

Li Xunluo stared at Zhong Xie's milky white skin, rubbed his nose suspiciously, nodded and said, "Okay!"

——I can’t blame her for her straight eyes. Zhong Xie is very white. When many dramas and movies started shooting, the foundation color she used was several shades darker than others, and she had to wear it all over her body, otherwise she would appear What comes out is a Tai Chi.

Fortunately, she is not black, but also quite white.

Li Xunluo turned on the bed, feeling the continuous warmth from Zhong Xie, and rubbed against him again.

At dawn the next day, perhaps because of being in an unfamiliar environment, Li Xunluo woke up early in the morning.

This show is actually filming their daily life, and it is said that it is daily life, including three meals a day, and they have to work with their own hands.

There is no familiar utensils that Zhong carries here, and he wandered around the kitchen early in the morning, but he didn't find a tool that could be used.

After Li Xunluo woke up, he followed the sound to the kitchen, and saw Zhong Xie was squatting in the corner, whistling towards the coal stove.

She was amused, took some hot water out, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

"Look at how this thing works." Zhong Xie's legs looked much better, at least they didn't continue to limp, and the rubbing all night was still very effective.

"You can't do that." Li Xunluo smiled, "Leave me alone later, lighting a fire depends on technology."

It's hard for Zhong Xie to go to such a mountain village and have to find a lighter to light the fire himself.

Li Xunluo glanced at the small villa in the back, and sighed in his heart that the sparrow is quite big, but it's a pity that it doesn't have all internal organs.

Most people in rural areas cook and live in two different areas, and this family seems to be no exception.The kitchen is still a relatively old kind of stove, and the pot used is also a very old cauldron.

After Li Xunluo finished washing, he stood at the narrow door and looked in.

The smell of dead leaves and burnt twigs in memory can well up on the tip of the nose, combined with the unique early morning in the mountains, making Li Xunluo's memory blur for a moment.

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to her childhood. There was an old man sitting alone in the yard, and she was playing by the well alone. There was a bucket in the well, and a huge watermelon was placed in the bucket.

The young children were waiting there to eat, and the elderly looked at her with a happy smile, chatting and laughing with a few neighbors.

As soon as Zhong Xie raised his head, what he caught off guard was Li Xunluo's expression.

Against the light, she squinted her eyes and said, "What did you think of?"

"It happened when I was young." Li Xunluo rolled his eyes with a smile and hesitated for a moment, but in front of the camera behind him, he didn't hide it, and said, "I lived with my grandma when I was young. Well, it was about six or seven years old. I was hugged and raised by my side, and I was in the countryside at that time, so I miss it a lot.”

Zhong Xie didn't ask if the old man was there.

After a while, she rubbed her face with the back of her hand and stood up. Li Xunluo suddenly looked up, saw her face covered in ashes, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zhong Xie raised his eyebrows, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Li Xunluo rubbed his hand against the stove and said, "Your face is stained with dirt."

Zhong Xie raised his face and asked Li Xunluo to wipe it off for her very trustingly.

Li Xunluo solemnly drew a line on the other side of her face - this is a good one, the two sides are aligned, like a cat without a beard.

Li Xunluo's eyes were crooked.

Zhong Xie didn't doubt him.

"Is it clean?"

Li Xunluo cleared his throat and nodded without guilt, "It's clean, it's clean."

The little director behind the camera had almost predicted that if this scene was cut out, the barrage would be crazy.

A breakfast was finished in a hurry, Li Xunluo was mainly responsible for cooking, and Zhong Xie was mainly responsible for cracking melon seeds while peeling the skin and feeding the two people at the same time.

After the meal, the director team also handed in the task card.

Li Xunluo looked at the thin card, swallowed the corn in his mouth, and read it out.

"We will no longer provide cash in the future. Please pay for all daily expenses by yourself. There are places in the village to provide small labor." The place where the program group labels were posted on the road.

...I knew that this broken show was not so comfortable.

"There is still the second half of the sentence." The little director said.

Li Xunluo looked at the words below, "The money earned can be used by the program team to create a surprise for the beloved ta."

She touched her chin, and said immediately, "This is still a personal statement."

The little director hastily wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

When it was close to noon, the two were fully dressed and were about to go out to find a job.

Li Xunluo turned his head sideways, and took a look at the program group following the two of them.

The little director immediately rang the alarm, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher Li, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Li Xunluo and Zhong held hands and said with bright eyes, "Do we have to both go out to find a job? Can we really not have one person to accompany us as a family member?"

The director paused, "...it seems...not?"

As far as she knew, the guests from several other groups had already set off together, and they couldn't be grouped together.

Li Xunluo looked a little disappointed, turned his head, and whispered, "I don't want to be separated from you."

Zhong Xie didn't speak, and didn't seem to care at all, but the micro-expression had completely leaked her thoughts at the moment.

The photographer in front of the camera carefully grasped the details of Zhong Xie's face, and carefully glanced at Li Xunluo, wondering if he should remind him that Mr. Zhong still has two beards on his face?

The director probably saw what he was thinking, touched his legs, and said, "Don't remind me, just shoot like this - with a cat special effect in the later stage, the two of them couldn't follow the stage set given by the group. I have to find a way to make it cute."

After speaking, she paused for a while, and said with some concern, "The main thing is, I have to listen to Teacher Zhong, and make the most of Teacher Li's goodness..."

She was a little sad.

I don't know if the photographer can accurately understand her thoughts.

These two people are also very strange.

The day before joining the group, two phone calls were made to Nan Xia.

One said to pay more attention to the shots of O'Clock and take better shots. Don't take too many shots that make fans feel "hypocritical", because the place where the first stop is too cold, Zhong Xie will inevitably suffer from leg pain.Li Xunluo was worried about being caught by Heizi, saying that her previous dedication was all false propaganda.

And the other one directly pulled Nan Xia out from behind.

She didn't know what she said, but she only knew that after she came back that day, Nan Xia crazily hoarded several bags of dog food for her dog, and spent the whole day talking about 'what are you doing', 'what's going on', 'not enough dog food What's the matter?' and stuff like that

on.

The little director couldn't help but wiped his sweat again, feeling as if... he could understand Nan Xia a little bit.

These two people don't look like they have been married for seven years.

It's clearly the sweetness of a seven-month relationship.

——Your and younger than those two in the group next door who were in love.

But it's greasy and crooked and feels too natural, not greasy at all.

This is also a ghost.

The director couldn't help but sigh.

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